A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

He answered me in a jumbled English and Paterian. He did not understand this was good-bye forever and told me he wanted to swim tonight. Jonathan asked if Daddy would take him and his Brothers to swim.

“Perhaps,” I called, my voice finally breaking, as they loaded him on the transport, “it will be a busy night. You have much to do and a long way to travel.”

The pull of the new family was too strong. He couldn’t stay interested in something they weren’t worried about. His attention quickly went back to his lead Brother, who was placed beside him.

The transport was driven by a man and he herded the children to the center. It raised up and began to move forward. Seeing Jonathan leaving me tore my heart, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. He had never been on a transport and squealed with delight as it moved. My boy took joy in every new experience.

“She is a good woman,” Nu-reeh said, “powerful. She and her Sisters own many Administrators. They run their compounds well.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” I whispered hoarsely as the transport got smaller and smaller in the distance.

prayed as I watched him. He would be happy and safe

the compound for almost two full turns of the Large moon. I didn’tmenstruatebecause Nu-reeh saw to it that I was given the bitter drink daily to prevent conception. I was so very grateful I would not have to go through pregnancy again so soon. I used the time

battle not to fall into the depression. I remembered how it had taken my will. Coming back from that had been painful and I wasn’t sure I could do it again. Using my friends and family I sought to center myself

A ‘s L I B

I swam in the inlet with my friends and exercised with Damien and his Brothers at night. My men and I read the pad every day finding out about the planet and it’s other inhabitants. Our one goal,

mind I saw him growing up and changing. Quiet

demanded firmly during the

up from my food

to me?”

you think of him,

your food up. When you think of Jonathan you do that. We are all hurting, you can talk